Gan Yuan was slightly startled.
As soon as the young people heard it was Huangfu Jue, who dared to compete with him?
They immediately put on a smile and voluntarily stepped aside.
"I’m... I’m so sorry!" Qian Xueying looked terrified, "I... I was just talking, I didn’t really want to dance with the Duke, Gan Yuan, you... you don’t mind, do you?"
Gan Yuan was initially surprised, but seeing her , she immediately smiled.
No woman would want her man to dance with another woman, and Gan Yuan was no exception. However, under such circumstances, to reject directly would seem a bit inconsiderate.
Seeing Will standing beside Huangfu Jue, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Of course I don’t mind, but I..."
She wanted to say "I have a better dance partner to introduce to you," but before she could recommend Will, Huangfu Jue had already pulled her over, speaking out loud.
"What would the Duke like me to do?" Abel immediately came over, his gaze fixed on Gan Yuan, "Are you asking me to dance with Gan?"
"Not her." Huangfu Jue hooked Gan Yuan’s waist with his arm, "It’s Miss Ying."
Abel’s face showed immediate disappointment. Meeting Huangfu Jue’s gaze, he just sighed and approached Qian Xueying, "Miss Ying, may I?"
Qian Xueying was secretly disappointed, but her face still showed gratitude.
Abel took her hand and led her into the dance floor. Of course, the young people around recognized him too. This prestigious playboy might not be on par with Huangfu Jue, but in terms of status and family wealth, he was a cut above the rest, and especially known for being domineering and arrogant—who dared to compete with him for a dance partner?
Gan Yuan was still watching the dance floor and hadn’t looked away, when her waist was pulled by the man standing beside her, trapped in his embrace.
In Huangfu Jue’s voice, irritation was barely concealed.
She actually wanted him to dance with another woman? What was this damned woman thinking?
"Not at all." Gan Yuan raised her face, "I was going to have Will accompany her, but you didn’t let me finish my sentence."
"Really?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Of course it’s true." Gan Yuan pouted, raising her right hand to lightly grab his suit lapel, "Thinking about dancing with another woman, not a chance! If your left hand touches another woman, I’ll chop off your left hand. If your right hand touches another woman, I’ll chop off your right hand!"
In terms of possessiveness, she was not at all less than Huangfu Jue. It’s just that she wasn’t as forceful as Huangfu Jue, only wanting to spare Qian Xueying some face and not reject her so directly.
Threatened by her domineering words, the man’s expression unexpectedly cleared up, his lips curling into a smile.
As the organizer of the party, Gan Yuan had obviously made meticulous preparations.
She wasn’t wearing a gown but a set of beige suit. Her long hair was tied up in a neat ponytail at the back of her head, both professional and youthful, her pretty face accentuated with delicate, light makeup. Her stern yet adorable scolding, spoiled with a hint of cuteness, was directed at him.
His gaze fell on her soft lips, and the man felt an unconscious desire. He tightened the arm around her and bent down to gently kiss her lips.
Seeing this, Will immediately stepped forward, using his body to shield the kissing couple from the view behind him, and turned to look seriously at the dancers on the dance floor.